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 Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 9:01 pm
I dont have anything in mind except check ffoor charis i hope she is doing fine *he said a bit worried*
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 9:17 pm
She smiled and bobbed her head a bit. "shall we look for her?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 9:34 pm
She is in the pond at your right. The lake that you see in my garden was to be her home. She was a slave and i helped her. She feels more in debt to me than i think. But i made her a home, she is kinda shy around people and her singing truly a wonder of the world
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 9:44 pm
Moving slowly, she wandered to the waters edge and seated herself, ready to wait for as long as it may take. "I look forward to meeting her."
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 12:51 pm
Maybe a bit later she must be sleeping. We could start to show you what you need to fully master your forms. First you only have seen two.
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 1:43 pm
Tilting her head, she was confused by what he said. "What do you mean, I have only seen two?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 4:57 pm
At the bottom of the lake everything is dark, green and busy. All the life that resides seems to stay down there, safe from any curious peoples and fishing poles. Lying on a large rock, rolled over onto her belly, is Charis. Her own tealy-blue hair floats all around her, giving the smaller fish games with its tendrils. Between her fingers swim even more small fish yet the being that accompanies them, is still hardly moving. She looks upward towards the surface, her one eye easily seeing through the water to watch the sky. Arms bend, elbows fold and she pushes herself up off the rock. With two strong waves of her tail she is only half a foot from breaking the water. Her head tilts to the side and slowly she rises up, feeling the cool air dry her soaked face.
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 6:23 pm
I will explain later now please meet our friend Charis *he extending his hand so she could reach it and come closer* Charis this is a friend a very very close friend of mine Her name is Ziven hope you like her, Oh! and i almost forgot i finished your house about a few hours back next to that willow over there hope you like it *He said almost souding like he was hyper*
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 6:27 pm
Her eye is wide as she watches him, surprised by both his manner and his mood. Slowly she reaches out to take his hand in one of her own, turning to look over at Ziven. "Umm.... hello."
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 7:27 pm
Upon seeing this new person, she smiled and bowed her head slightly, touching two fingers to her lips after speaking her greeting in the ancient language before speaking in English. "Greetings Miss Charis, I am honored to meet you." she said softly, smiling brightly as she looked to her with shy, hopeful eyes. It would be an interesting, quiet meeting if they were to both be as shy as the other, this was certain.
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 7:57 pm
He smiled and looked at both "Ill be back with food" He said that leaving the two alone so that they talk a little since he will make food*
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 8:00 pm
Shy meets shy as Charis returns the fleeting greeting. Her head tilts to the side, absorbing the words of the ancient language. Suddenly she disappears from her spot in the middle of the pond, only to reemerge a few feet from the banks. "Greetings and fair weather to you Ziven."
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 8:15 pm
She smiled cheerfully, bobbing her head. "Are you well this day?" she asked softly, watching her still with bright blue eyes, hoping Charis would not mind her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 8:18 pm
He ran into the house and went into the kitchen there he carefully tought of what to make. Knowing that Charis was vegetarian and Ziven close to that he decided to make a Rattatouille in a very peculiar way. Going to his vegetables he took many from A to Z and prepared the Pheseant dish with a good smile on his face. With such good being on his yard he did his best and made a good plate for both of them.
It looked like it came from a restaurant, the pleasant aroma reached the garden and made anyone who smell it tilts their heads. After a few solid fifteen minutes. He brought the Dessert too a good piece of Tiramisu . An italian dish. knowing the earthy flavors he made he needed a drink that would contrast with the dishes.
Careful tought of the dishes and the liquid who would complement them easily. Tea, sounded good, Alcohol, great idea but bad moment, Egg Nog, urrgh! Slowly he thought of the choices and tea was the best. The type one that came from taiwan and it was the kick of the whole course.
Wrapping them in neat ornamemnted bento Boxes he slowly came back and put the bento boxes down. Then went back and made another trip before reaching both females talking pleasantly.
"Voila Madmoiselles, Bon Apetit!"
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2008 4:11 pm
The one gray eye studies Ziven, not in an attempt to be rude but because Charis is both uncertain still and a bit curious about this new person. Behind her, her teal hair floats around her shoulders. Occasionally a fish will swim up to tangle itself in the strands. With the return of Seisuke there is also the arrival of new scents. The fresh smell that comes from the bento boxes is one that is not completely unknown to her, its just one that she has never discovered the culprit to. Charis first reaches for the tea, more willing to try this new kind of tea than whatever is in the boxes. "Thank you, akri-Seisuke." she says quietly, taking her first sip of foreign tea.
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